Chicot the Jester, Or, the Lady Monsoreau
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1857 edition. Excerpt: ... she loves, and a femme de chambre who loves is better than a queen who does not." The day passed, and Remy did not return. Bussy was angry and impatient. "Oh!" cried he, "I, who still believed in gratitude and friendship, will henceforth believe in nothing." Towards evening he heard voices in his antechamber, and a servant entered, saying, "It is Monseigneur the Due d'Anjou." "Let him enter," said Bussy, frowning. The duke, on entering the room, which was without lights, said, "It is too dark here, Bussy." Bussy did not answer; disgust closed his mouth. "Are you really ill," said the duke, "that you do not answer?" "I am very ill." "Then that is why I have not seen you for two days?" "Yes, monseigneur." The prince, piqued at these short answers, began to examine the room. "You seem to me well lodged, Bussy," said he. Bussy did not reply. "Bussy must be very ill," said the duke to an attendant who stood by, "why was not Miron called? The king's doctor is not too good for Bussy." When the servant was gone--" Are you in grief, Bussy?" said the duke. "I do not know." The duke approached, becoming more and more gracious as he was rebuffed. "Come, speak frankly, Bussy," said he. "What am I to say, monseigneur?" "You are angry with me?" "I! for what? besides, it is no use to be angry with princes." The duke was silent. "But," said Bussy, "we are losing time in preambles; to the point, monseigneur. You have need of me, I suppose?" "Ah, M. de Bussy!" "Yes, doubtless; do you think I believe that you come here through friendship;...
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